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  • #1
    Milan Kundera
    “Making love with a woman and sleeping with a woman are two separate passions, not merely different but opposite. Love does not make itself felt in the desire for copulation (a desire that extends to an infinite number of women) but in the desire for shared sleep (a desire limited to one woman).”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #2
    Milan Kundera
    “Anyone whose goal is 'something higher' must expect someday to suffer vertigo. What is vertigo? Fear of falling? No, Vertigo is something other than fear of falling. It is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #3
    Milan Kundera
    “The brain appears to possess a special area which we might call poetic memory and which records everything that charms or touches us, that makes our lives beautiful ... Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #4
    Milan Kundera
    “she loved to walk down the street with a book under her arm. It had the same significance for her as an elegant cane for the dandy a century ago. It differentiated her from others.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #5
    Milan Kundera
    “And therein lies the whole of man's plight. Human time does not turn in a circle; it runs ahead in a straight line. That is why man cannot be happy: happiness is the longing for repetition.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #6
    Milan Kundera
    “Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional effect of cutting it short. Perhaps the reason we are unable to love is that we yearn to be loved, that is, we demand something (love) from our partner instead of delivering ourselves up to him demand-free and asking for nothing but his company.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
    tags: love

  • #7
    Milan Kundera
    “Flirting is a promise of sexual intercourse without a guarantee.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #8
    Milan Kundera
    “Why don't you ever use your strength on me?" she said.
    Because love means renouncing strength," said Franz softly.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #9
    Yann Martel
    “It's important in life to conclude things properly. Only then can you let go. Otherwise you are left with words you should have said but never did, and your heart is heavy with remorse.”
    Yann Martel, Life of Pi

  • #10
    Yann Martel
    “To lose a brother is to lose someone with whom you can share the experience of growing old, who is supposed to bring you a sister-in-law and nieces and nephews, creatures who people the tree of your life and give it new branches. To lose your father is to lose the one whose guidance and help you seek, who supports you like a tree trunk supports its branches. To lose your mother, well, that is like losing the sun above you. It is like losing--I'm sorry, I would rather not go on.”
    Yann Martel, Life of Pi

  • #11
    Yann Martel
    “Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart.”
    Yann Martel, Life of Pi

  • #12
    Yann Martel
    “The world isn't just the way it is. It is how we understand it, no? And in understanding something, we bring something to it, no?
    Doesn't that make life a story?”
    Yann Martel, Life of Pi

  • #13
    Susanna Clarke
    “In my mind are all the tides, their seasons, their ebbs and their flows. In my mind are all the halls, the endless procession of them, the intricate pathways. When this world becomes too much for me, when I grow tired of the noise and the dirt and the people, I close my eyes and I name a particular vestibule to myself; then I name a hall.”
    Susanna Clarke, Piranesi

  • #14
    Susanna Clarke
    “I realised that the search for the Knowledge has encouraged us to think of the House as if it were a sort of riddle to be unravelled, a text to be interpreted, and that if ever we discover the Knowledge, then it will be as if the Value has been wrested from the House and all that remains will be mere scenery.”
    Susanna Clarke, Piranesi

  • #15
    Susanna Clarke
    “It is my belief that the World (or, if you will, the House, since the two are for all practical purposes identical) wishes an Inhabitant for Itself to be a witness to its Beauty and the recipient of its Mercies.

    If I leave, then the House will have no Inhabitant and how will I bear the thought of it Empty?”
    Susanna Clarke, Piranesi

  • #16
    Alex Michaelides
    “...we often mistake love for fireworks - for drama and dysfunction. But real love is very quiet, very still. It's boring, if seen from the perspective of high drama. Love is deep and calm - and constant.”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient
    tags: love

  • #17
    Alex Michaelides
    “Choosing a lover is a lot like choosing a therapist. We need to ask ourselves, is this someone who will be honest with me, listen to criticism, admit making mistakes, and not promise the impossible?”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient

  • #18
    Alex Michaelides
    “No one is born evil. As Winnicott put it, “A baby cannot hate the mother, without the mother first hating the baby.”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient

  • #19
    Alex Michaelides
    “You know, one of the hardest things to admit is that we weren’t loved when we needed it most. It’s a terrible feeling, the pain of not being loved.”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient

  • #20
    Alex Michaelides
    “There’s so much pain everywhere, and we just close our eyes to it. The truth is we’re all scared. We’re terrified of each other.”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient

  • #21
    Alex Michaelides
    “You become increasingly comfortable with madness - and not just the madness of others, but your own. We’re all crazy, I believe, just in different ways.”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient

  • #22
    Alex Michaelides
    “Somehow grasping at vanishing snowflakes is like grasping at happiness: an act of possession that instantly gives way to nothing. It reminded me that there was a world outside this house: a world of vastness and unimaginable beauty; a world that for now, remained out of my reach. That memory had repeatedly returned to me over the years. It's as if the misery that surrounded that brief moment of freedom made it burn even brighter: a tiny light surrounded by darkness.”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient

  • #23
    Alex Michaelides
    “I believe the same is true for most people who go into mental health. We are drawn to this profession because we are damaged - we study psychology to heal ourselves. Whether we are prepared to admit this or not is another question.”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient

  • #24
    Alex Michaelides
    “The aim of therapy is not to correct the past, but to enable the patient to confront his own history, and to grieve over it. —ALICE MILLER”
    Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient

  • #25
    Albert Camus
    “We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking.”
    Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus

  • #26
    Albert Camus
    “It happens that the stage sets collapse. Rising, streetcar, four hours in the office or the factory, meal, streetcar, four hours of work, meal, sleep, and Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday and Saturday according to the same rhythm – this path is easily followed most of the time. But one day the “why” arises and everything begins in that weariness tinged with amazement.”
    Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus

  • #27
    Albert Camus
    “Il faut imaginer Sisyphe heureux”
    Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus

  • #28
    Albert Camus
    “Living, naturally, is never easy. You continue making the gestures commanded by existence for many reasons, the first of which is habit. Dying voluntarily implies that you have recognized, even instinctively, the ridiculous character of that habit, the absence of any profound reason for living, the insane character of that daily agitation and the uselessness of suffering.”
    Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus



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